Iím in the classroom when a fight breaks outYou know, someone always gotta come wrong out they mouthIt starts out with joking and some dissin' with the dozensBut one dude was kiddin' when the other brother wasn'tA blade comes out then the another brother grabs a poleWith a flag attached, standing in a Wu-Tang poseTelegraphed slashes are parried away with the staffA counter attack leaves instant altered the colors to the flagFrom gold to red, hells wind staff cracks through the chest plateIf this was chess I guess that move would be considered check mate

just seen this kid kill my man with a flag, so i grab the usb and stick it into my bag/ stalk him down the hall hearin him brag, minds filled with thoughts of killin this fag/ walkin by students wont even glance, away from my target case i miss my chance/ now im right behind him get in a wide stance, stranglin this bitch while he pissin his pants/

Swoop never hesitant bang not reedemed
still feel in the burn, of the shoot, a laser Beam
horror is the scene, yo body lays limp
first shot ya in the legg, now called a gimp
mechanical smooth shit , clean not bloody
another laser shoot, to parallize yo body
not a magnum or a shoty this some tech 3 forty nine
outerspace shit dont confuse it with a nine
who thought they could test my pressision wit skill
"grafted as nigga my laser penatrates thru yo glass shield"(<- common)
shoulda payed the bill now you out of existance
against RockD "futille is resistance"
for instance under code 5-9 of galaxy rules
i'm certified to kill a nigga wit a laser so i'm cool

This man is wack, I'm afraid that that's a fact
he needs to drop the microphone and hand it back
his wack skill's backed up by company of errors
you're slumpin' in your chair just like you're publicly embarrased
I doubt that people care about your laser beams and peril
my comic value matches daneiro in meet the parents
see? you best accept in in your head that you'll never get me
you flop over and drop on the spot like wet spaghetti
my minds sharper and harder to bend than 10 machettis
you'll bill me for your hospital bill and I'll send pennies
you support the darkness, like Carl's friend Lenny (get it?)
the only grand slam YOU'RE gunna get is in Denny's

ill take over wit the microwave
my rhymes will burn u from the inside out like a microwave oven/ my flow flows steady like a old man drummin/ u said u wanted heat well im bringin u sumthin/ ima defrost ur cold rhymes/ all i need is to punch in the time and ya ass is mine/1 min 2 min 3 min 4, how long did this rhyme take me, not any more/ sorry for bein the reason ur album got pushed out the store/ now its sittin next to the microwave which is sittin on the bathroom floor/ which is owned by the whore who killed herself so she wont have to hear ur shit no more.

Yo I seen Aded on the Vegas strip/
With his hand on a transvestite thinkin' it's a ladies hip/
Gotti put on him cuz he was on some shady shit/
The hooker seen me peepin' and she made her move/
He couldn't keep her no way she was way to smooth/
Now it's time to put his life on snooze/
I crossed his way, strapped with my holster/
I popped the lid and pulled out a poster/
He felt my breath and knew I was gettin' closer/
Ad turned and looked and thought he felt the razor's butt/
All it was - was a slash from the poster that cause a paper cut/
Right across the juggular his last breath he took and now his eyes shut/

im vicious off top of da head always thinkin
listen clearly dont miss whas sed stop blinkin
you feel sinking attach your body from your soul
seczi darq to hot to handle, to hot to hold
mess wit me i put ur body in a hole
6 feet unda closer to hell not heaven
make your body go limp from the mack eleven
this aint rap no more itsa slaughter
you thawt you were evil; well im the devil's daughter
from the guttah born and raised gully
a rude b*tch take it 2 da head pass da 40...
ounces and inches i measure all the same way
fuqq wit me i'll bust dat azz any day
even on my worst day in the worst way...
u kilt da judge --- awww u was up 2 sum mischief
nycka u bold but guess whu shot da sheriff
claiming u ALMIGHTY dont serve u no justice
wont bow down cuz u no u jus harmless
ima finish this rhyme killing rappers of all sorts
so put down ur keyboard... shutdown.... abort!!

obviously ur too dumb to leave a weapon so ill use a thermometer
thatll ill shove up ur ass giving it a wider diameter like it got
shot by a magnum with a 5.7 milimeter calliber until u cry
and blubber like a lil kid whos lost his father u stupid lil mother fucker
next time leave a weapon. I noe u new here, now u in fear, i can see u starting to tear cuz this is more than u can bear as u get fuckin ass raped by this rap rape leavin u with a feelin of bein bare without nothing to cover ya ass a lyrical dick enters ya dont take this the wrong way cuz i aint gay but u r so ill leave it for ya to think about it on another day while u fuckin the horse til its fuckin grey and until its legitimately gay while u in the barn piling hay.

Travel back in time, home of the neanderthals an apes/
Humanoids formin 5 fingers heads turnin circular shapes/
I was formed developed way before even man/
A time when mortals had a thousand year life span/
Survived the plagues, survived God's wrath/
Unlike u u din even survive the first draft/
Noah had his ark, well I had my raft/
Yall invented fire while I burned grass/
Ran into the 2nd man ugly form, where my lady/
The truth, first 2 mortals complexion like Wayne Brady/
He crafted the rock, I used the rock to craft the club/
I was the first black man to murder without any gloves/
Before the forensic teams, before law an order/
Before illegal aliens snuck into any of the borders/
I was the first for many an last for some/
Killed the first man with a club, din need a gun/

__________________Walk In My Shoes, Hurt Ya Feet, Then Yall Gone Know Why I Do Dirt In The Street.

"Shorty gimme more a u, ill take on 4 of u, plus 44 of the 48 laws for u"

"The Future is a mystery, the past is history, today is a gift thats why its called the present"

my rhymes bring they own hook/
u prolly got ur shit out the local phone book/
people bump my shit and leave ur home shook/
nigga u got scared by ur own look/
u say u historical and been thru the worst shit/
obviously u never encountered my first diss/
ill have u breathless and turn blue like a crip/
once im done ill have ur girl suckin my dick/
but i dont know why ya momma wuld leave u in the first place, she seems so nice/
maybe its because she saw all my ice and got tired of all ur lice/
thankfully for me mommas boys dont get into fights/
then again thankfully for u i didnt roll ya ass over like dice/
na im playin i dont got beef wit nobody in this fam/
thats becuase thru the comp u cant c the middle finger of my hand/

For this next verse we will assume "adedwutang" is my bitch and we're eating dinner at her favorite neighborhood restaurant...ready?...

The doors swing open but i walk in first/
of all the dates youve ever been on ill make this one the worst/
the hostess greets both of us with glee, but me with a luring smile/
youre lookin at her with envy but i slap you down with style/
of course she fuckin chuckles and she whispers in my ear:/
"wait till she goes to the bathroom and under your table ill appear"/
so we take a couple steps and we reach the lobster tank/
i attempt to ponder a scheme but my mind just draws a blank/
i shake my head, clear it, and i pick our swimming dinner/
you ask if its low in carbs but i whisper: "you cant get thinner..."/
you look at me with fear and a tear falls down your face/
then suddenly a chilling idea falls into its place/
As she grazes my filthy crotch with her newly polished finger/I know deep down inside that this plan can no longer linger/So i figure...what if her dinner tonight isnt fully cooked?/
what if her lobster is alive and she hasn't even looked?
So i booked it to talk to the crooked lookin chef and he hollers/
"Ill do what you ask but only for a hundred dirty dollars"/
I said "cool" and i head back to the fancy looking table/
I give you a glance goodbye while i picture the hostess's anal/
And just like according to plan here comes our maiter D/
its time for the last supper im Judas and you're J.C./
As he sets down the plate i drop all my silverware/
You look down and i place our tasty dinner in your hair/
Ooh I do declare, i do feel a rush of adrenaline/
As I help that lobster's pincer commit the seventh deadly sin...